‘What can I do, miss?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ cried Melusine. After all there are other things. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded. Melusine came close again, and reached up a finger tentatively to the face depicted there. But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it. You forget that every one is going to the ‘Unusual’ to see her. For the first time he seemed to wonder what it might be that she had to confess.
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